After more than two years of careful care by Shang Wuxie, Wang Wenshuo has not only recovered physically, but also healed a lot from his trauma. Although he has been wearing a cold and stinky face all day long.
They were used to it, but whenever Shang Wuxie appeared in his palace, the maids could still clearly notice that the smile on King Qi's face was much more than usual...
It's just that whenever someone makes a suggestion, he always denies it...
Today, Xiao Qi, who really couldn't stand the other party's grinding, simply found three maids. One was responsible for observing in secret, and the two were responsible for recording in detail his every word and deed of the day. At that time, even what he said
, I laughed a few times and wrote down exactly what time it was. Let’s see how he still doesn’t recognize it!
In fact... Xiaoqi's arrangement is purely unnecessary...
Although Wang Wenshuo today dare not say that he has recovered as before, with his current strength, it is easy to secretly dig out this feudal prince's palace, which is dozens of times smaller than the capital city! It's easy to do it!
So the fact that he is still here and did not escape back to Daliang long ago is already the most direct evidence... Why bother to remember it...
"Okay, okay! You've been practicing swordplay for almost an hour, why don't you sit down and take a break? Here! The tea has been made for you."
Sitting on the stone bench, Shang Wuxie urged her while wiping the "love gun" in her hand. This was a treasure she bought at a huge price from Japan. It is said to be the most advanced flintlock gun in the entire Europe.
It was built in Britain and then transported thousands of miles to Japan by Dutch merchant ships.
Both the range and accuracy are countless times better than the existing matchlock guns of Japan. The only drawback is that the gun body is still made of pure iron, and things like iron... have one of the most troublesome common problems, that
It just rusts easily...
Since buying this gun back, Shang Wuxie has been like buying back his ancestors. He oils it and wipes it at least once a day, otherwise rust will appear on the barrel within two days, which will be very troublesome!
But Shang Wuxie has always had a straightforward personality, but when it comes to this gun, he has a patience and resilience that is incomprehensible to ordinary people. For more than two years, he has been doing it himself, whether it is oiling or wiping, and has never stopped.
It...just like the man in front of me...will never tire...
"I'm not tired... I'll practice a little more. After all, I've been lying in bed for two years. If I don't practice, my kung fu will deteriorate..." Wang Wenshuo replied intermittently while changing various sword moves.
But Shang Wuxie, who had been sitting on the stone bench for an hour, still listened to this. He put the musket on the stone table and walked straight towards Wang Wenshuo. The maid beside him was so frightened that he exclaimed: "
The princess can’t go now!! It’s dangerous!!”
It was the maid's exclamation that made Wang Wenshuo move his gaze back. It was this moment that made him see Shang Wuxie approaching slowly! He quickly retreated, but it was still a little late. At this time,
The sword's edge didn't stop until it was less than an inch away from Shang Wuxie's neck!
“Are you crazy——!!?? You don’t want to die——!!??”
Wang Wenshuo roared at the top of his lungs, even the veins on his forehead burst out!!
But facing the angry Wang Wenshuo, Shang Wuxie just smiled slightly, turned around and pointed at the teapot on the stone table, and said casually: "Go and drink tea... take a break..."
Wang Wenshuo frowned. He was so angry that he didn't know how to express it. In the end, he could only thrust the long sword into the ground like a deflated rubber ball. He strode to the stone table and picked up the teacup.
Still looking angry, Shang Wuxie couldn't help but laugh...
So he jumped up to Wang Wenshuo, who had an angry look on his face, and asked softly: "What? Are you afraid that you will hurt me just now? Are you afraid... of losing me accidentally??"
"You——!!" Wang Wenshuo's eyebrows stood up in anger. Finally, he slapped the tea cup on the table and whispered: "Crazy woman!!"
But after hearing this, Shang Wuxie not only didn't get angry, but actually became happier. She pressed her face closer, then looked into his eyes and said loudly: "You care if I'm crazy or not? Anyway, I believe in your sword.
I will definitely stop, I just want you to feel the fear of losing me... Hey! To be honest! Were you afraid just now??"
When Wang Wenshuo heard this, he immediately turned his head with a dark face and silently, not looking at her... But Shang Wuxie had done it on purpose, how could he let him go so easily, turned around and stood in front of him again, smiling.
Then he asked: "Are you afraid or not? Is it difficult to tell the truth? Is it the kind that your heart almost jumped out of your throat just now? Are you afraid that you will never see me again in the future??"
"Um……"
This time... Wang Wenshuo actually admitted it himself...
This was completely beyond Shang Wuxie's expectation. She was just trying to tease him, but she never expected that this thousand-year-old tree would actually admit it!
She was stunned for a while, and gradually turned red with embarrassment. She no longer asked or forced him, but sat back obediently on the stone bench and continued to clean the gun...with a smile on her face.
Full of smiles that are beyond words...
At this moment, the air became quiet again, leaving only two red-faced and silent boys and girls sitting on their own stone benches, one drinking tea silently, the other cleaning the gun silently... while the maid was desperately trying her best.
Ji Ren laughed, and then secretly hid aside...
It wasn't until a long time later that Wang Wenshuo asked hesitantly: "Aren't you tired of cleaning this gun all day long? Just this fire stick... do you really like it so much?"
As soon as these words came out, I saw Shang Wuxie...
The shyness on his face was instantly wiped away, and gradually turned into a look of disgust. He looked at Wang Wenshuo stiffly, and even his address immediately became distant...
"His Royal Highness King Qi... If you can't speak, please stop talking... Okay? What is a fire stick? I spent a lot of money on this!! The most advanced fire stick I bought from Europe
Gun!! State of the art!!!”
"Oh..." Wang Wenshuo replied lightly, but did not explain much. Instead, he picked up the teacup on the table and showed a noncommittal smile... which directly made Shang Wuxie's face so angry that he almost felt his hair.
Just as white...
"What do you mean!? Look down on my musket!? Don't think that your Liang country has won..."
"When I was in Jinan before, my father also asked someone to send me a musket... It was just made by Qihua at Yingxian Academy..." Wang Wenshuo didn't wait for Shang Wuxie to finish speaking.
He interrupted her directly. He originally thought that as soon as he said these words, the other party would definitely ask him to describe the details of the gun, but after all, he still didn't understand women, because Shang Wuxie's first sentence at this time was
But the words are...
"I don't want to hear about her from you again!!"
"Who? Qihua?"
"You! You still said that!!"
"Okay...I won't say...then let's talk about guns..."
"She made it!! I don't want to know either!!"
"But that gun is really much stronger than yours! I've also seen you test-fire this gun. I dare say that no matter in terms of power or accuracy, your gun is like a fire when compared with hers!
stick!"
"Ah——!!!! I can't stand it anymore——!!! Just stay here by yourself!!"
Shang Wuxie yelled, covered her ears and ran out of the garden, but she didn't notice at all that the person standing outside the garden wall at this time was her father...
He has been standing outside the doorway...peeping for a long time...
……………………
"Your Majesty... Her Royal Highness the Princess has left, shall I go and call King Qi here?"
"No!" The old king quickly grabbed Gong Ran, and then gradually revealed a wicked smile...
"Go and prepare a piece of Hehuansan. During the dinner...call them into the palace for a family...banquet..."
"Ah!?? Your Majesty!! You...!!"
"Tsk! Just obey orders! Other things..."
"Yes! I understand... I don't ask... I... go and prepare now..."
"Well... go ahead..."
The old king nodded slowly, then looked at Gong Ran walking away, and then turned to look at Wang Wenshuo who was drinking tea...
This kid is quite tolerant... You have to force me to give you a push...
Hehehehe...
Let's see whose method is better...
Thinking of this, the old king turned around angrily and walked back to his hall on crutches...
